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Jingle all the Slay
Have Yourself a Merry Little Witness
One Corpse Open Slay
Witchless In Seattle Paranormal Cozy Mysteries
Quit Your Witchin'
The Old Witcheroo
How The Witch Stole Christmas
Ain't Love A Witch
Good Witch Hunting
Witch Way Did He Go?
Witches Get Stitches
Witch It Real Good
Where There's a Witch, There's a Way
Nun of Your Business Paranormal Cozy Mysteries
Then There Were Nun
Hit and Nun
House of the Rising Nun
The Smoking Nun
What a Nunderful World
The Lemon Layne Mysteries/Contemporary
Prawn Of The Dead
Play That Funky Music White Koi
The Accidentals, Paranormal Romance
The Accidental Werewolf
The Accidental Human
Accidentally Dead Again
The Accidental Genie
The Accidental Werewolf 2: Something About Harry
The Accidental Dragon
Accidentally Ever After
How Nina Got Her Fang Back
The Accidental Familiar
Then Came Wanda... With A Baby Carriage
The Accidental Mermaid
Marty's Horrible, Terrible Very Bad Day
The Accidental Unicorn
The Accidental Troll
Wolf Mates, Paranormal Romance
An American Werewolf In Hoboken
What's New Pussycat?
Gotta Have Faith
Moves Like Jagger
Paris, Texas, Paranormal Romance
Witched At Birth
What Not To Wear
Witch Is The New Black
Call Girls, Contemporary Romance
Talk This Way
Talk Dirty To Me
Something To Talk About
Talking After Midnight
Single Titles, Paranormal
Polanski Brothers: Home Of Eternal Rest
Single Title, Contemporary
Whose Bride Is She Anyway?
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If only there was a support group for down-on-their-luck ex-witches who've had their powers slapped right out of them (literally). Just as I was licking my wounds after returning to my hometown of Ebenezer Falls, WA, and navigating my suddenly non-magical existence with the help of my familiar, the only friend I have left in the world—things got sticky.
Enter an ex-spy and newly departed spirit named Winterbottom, who's infiltrated my life with his sexy British accent and a couple of requests... Thanks to Belfry's successful attempt to use me as a human antenna to the afterlife, I can somehow hear Win. I should be ecstatic; helping departed souls used to be my witch specialty. It's like I got the teensiest piece of my old life back.
Except Win's dropped me right at a dead woman's feet. Madam Zoltar, the town's beloved fake medium, has been murdered, and Win wants me to catch the killer. My old life won't be worth much if it gets me whacked before my new life has barely begun--and that seems to be exactly what the killer has planned!
Hello, it’s me, intrepid amateur sleuth, Stevie Cartwright back in the saddle again!
An intrepid amateur sleuth who’s being hunted.
Yep. This time I’m the case that needs solving. My most recent past has come back to haunt me. What I mean by that is, almost every single criminal dead or alive that we’ve captured or we've had a hand in doling out their fate, have been stalking me via the ghost of my very first case.
Remember him? Win’s vengeful cousin, angry and bitter when he lost all of Win’s inheritance to me and tried to kill me, has somehow figured out how to read people on this plane and get them to do his bidding.
So far, I’ve been the recipient of a black eye, I’ve been shot at, and someone tried to blow me up! So how do I, mostly a mere mortal, fight off someone from the afterlife still holding a big, fat grudge?
I call my sister Halliday Valentine to help me fight off the forces of evil, of course! A full-time witch who has visions, and part time sleuth just like me. But the afterlife sure has drastically changed since I lost my powers, and everyone around me becomes suspect as Sal whispers suggestively in the ears of criminals who would like nothing better than to see me kaput.
So when things get so bad, my sister Hal has a vision of me, a mere dead husk of a body, my soul evaporated for eternity, we know we have to take action and call Sal out with the mother of all spells. But with the afterlife in such an uproar, and the delicate timing of the spell, will we get this monkey off my back, or leave the world turned upside down?
Suddenly, Ingrid’s beloved career as an animal therapist is on hold as Nina, Wanda, Marty and the OOPs gang help her navigate a rocky new life as a nocturnal paranormal with big horns, bigger ears, and an aversion to sunlight. Oh, and there’s the inconvenient matter of attraction to the man who turned her…who’s sofamiliar… And did we mention the screeching harpies hellbent on getting their hands on her?
It’s all hands on deck to keep Ingrid alive until the danger passes, but throw in an old enemy they never saw coming, and her case just may be the hardest yet!
***Author Note: This is an Accidental Quickie and shorter in length than prior novels in the series.***
No, silly. Not us. Team #Stewin is still enjoying being engaged and a nice long winter hiatus from murder and ghost chasing.
Until we open up Madam Zoltar's for the beginning of tourist season and the first customers are a bridal party from the seventh level of you-know-where!
When the soon-to-be ex-husband of the matron of honor is found dead at the motel where the bridal party is staying and she's accused of his murder--a murder we're convinced she didn't commit--our quiet comes to a screeching halt.
Add in the matron of honors dead twin, who appears to be desperately trying to get some kind of message to us, Belfry who's behaving strangely, and more poofy pink dresses than you can count, and you've got yourself a mystery.
A mystery we're determined to solve! The gang's all here. Join us for another romp in Witchless in Seattle, won't you?
Yes, that’s right. I’m having a terrible day. The worst. It started off like any other day with the exception of Win’s strange behavior, that is. But it’s all gone downhill from there and I have questions.
So many questions…
For instance, why is everyone else in Eb Falls behaving as strangely as my International Man of Mystery? And who the heck is Donna? For that matter, who’s Candy Cane and why does she have snow? Who’s the blonde picking up Win in our driveway? And was that an Aston Martin I just saw drive by?
What the heck is going on?
I set out to have a perfectly nice day after a long summer filled with tourists and readings at Madame Zoltar’s shop. Since we'd had so little time to spend together these last few weeks, I was feeling a little left behind while Win was off on a guy’s day of his own, but a much-needed spa-day should have cured that.
Or at least I thought it would.
That was before everything turned upside down, Win became almost unreachable by phone or text, and the words blackmail, drugs, and extortion were bandied about…
Now that Win is up and about, he’s been a very busy bee. He’s jumped in with both feet, getting involved in our community and living his best life now that he’s unencumbered by his spy past. He even joined the Ebenezer Falls garden club and made all the female member’s toes curl with his British charm.
On a flower scouting trip for the garden club’s annual spring planting in the town square, while Win is ogling lavender bushes and pansies, I fall head first into a pile of soil where a body’s buried.
Not just any body either. It’s the body of the husband of a close acquaintance of mine—a close acquaintance who just happens to own the nursery and the pile of dirt I fall into head first.
When he begs me to investigate, there’s no way I’m going to turn him down, but there are obstacles to overcome.
For instance, the love of my life. My International Man of Mystery, who keeps stepping on my investigative toes. It’s proving to be an adjustment solving a mystery with us working in the same space. Add in Dana, who’s gone ‘round the bend, my sudden and unexplained investigative (not to mention ridiculous) possessiveness and everything’s all topsy-turvy.
But there’s a vicious killer on the loose and as we unravel whodunnit, I’m hoping our relationship doesn’t unravel, too…
But you can call me Win, ex-international man of mystery, current resident of Plane Limbo, and ghost attached to Stephania Cartwright. For reasons unknown to us, Stevie can hear me, perhaps because she’s also an ex. An ex-witch, in her case, having lost her powers shortly before our first fateful meeting, upon her return to her hometown of Ebenezer Falls, Washington.
Now, with my guidance—and help from her familiar, Belfry, and the spectral form of my old Russian adversary, Arkady—Stevie spends her days as the town medium, with a little light mystery-solving on the side. The latter of which I’d much prefer she’d avoid, considering the constant danger in which Stevie finds herself. You see, the longer we’re together, the deeper and more complex my feelings become for my mini-spy. And the closer she comes to discovering the few secrets I’m still trying to keep…for both our sakes.
But when a precious life is on the line, even I know there’s no stopping my dove from going all in to solve the latest mystery that lands on our doorstep—literally. Along with Arkady and Bel, I’ll assist her in this latest endeavor. Because there’s more than one precious life on the line…including the one I can’t live without.
Jeannie Carlyle is a caterer extraordinaire, more than ready to handle any challenge thrown at her. But when her client asks her to open up a rare bottle of gin for a party, Jeannie is shocked when a guy in poofy pants pops out and she gets sucked inside. Trapped in the bottle, Jeannie does the only thing she can think of and uses her cell phone to search the term “paranormal” and finds the number for OOPS—Out in the Open Paranormal Support.
Until he sets her free.
Werewolf Sloan Flaherty isn’t keen on dealing with distraught women, especially since his sister-in-law Marty basically forced him to man the OOPS phones. But when Jeannie calls in a panic, Sloan is the only one available to find Jeannie’s bottle. After giving it a good rub, Jeannie emerges dressed like a character from Arabian Nights and starts calling Sloan “Master.” Now, they need to figure out how to break their unwanted bond, before the wishes Jeannie can’t stop granting get them into more trouble than even the OOPS girls can handle…
At a fateful New Year’s Eve party, Georgina Maverick, a little bit drunk, a lot mired in guilt from her tortured past, trips and falls off a rooftop, tumbling ten stories to her almost death.
Little does George know, her friend and co-worker, Dexter Bridger, the man she discovers also happens to be her guardian angel, is on the case. He saves her from landing toe up in the mortuary, but he opens an entire can of worms when he nicks her shoulder and turns George into an angel, too.
With the help of the OOPS ladies and some divine intervention from Dex, George is learning how to be a guardian angel in the hope she can earn her permanent wings. But it ain’t easy when your newbie wings are strap-on (you read that right), and your angelic glow nearly fries the eyeballs right out of the head of your new cranky, vampire friend.
But worse? All the secrets that haunt both George and Dex are coming home to roost.
For instance, how did Dex become a guardian angel anyway, and why doesn’t he have his permanent wings after all this time? And for the love of all that’s good looking, why is he so stupid cute? How can a girl focus on getting it together with that kind of distraction?
Yet for George, the questions cut far deeper. Why is it so hard to overcome her brutal past and find the thing she’s always wanted—peace of mind and acceptance? And how the heck is she supposed to be someone’s guardian angel and guide them to emotional safety when her own life is such a wreck?
Worst of all? Who’s been lurking in the shadows trying to steal George’s wings? Because if someone gets their hands on her wings, guess what?
She loses her soul.
Mostly… My International Man of Mystery continues to lay low here in Ebenezer Falls until we can sort out his earthbound credentials, but we have a routine and as the holiday season begins, we’re ready to do a little celebrating.
In the midst of us adjusting to life together, a surprise visitor shows up, knocking us both for a loop, but for two entirely different reasons. To make matters worse, my good buddy, Officer Rigid…er, Dana Nelson, has some questions and we’re positive they have to do with Win’s involvement in what’s turned out to be a high-profile case in Seattle.
That means we need to get the heck out of Dodge and we need to do it fast to buy ourselves some time to figure out our next move. While we wrap our heads around our newest predicament in Maine in a beautiful little town that celebrates Christmas three hundred and sixty five days a year called Marshmallow Hollow, we run into bigger trouble than we left when someone tries to kill Win not once, but twice.
And that’s when Win’s past comes back to haunt him, putting us all in danger. Out of the frying pan and into the fire we go!
After a really busy summer, things have settled down for my crew here in Ebenezer Falls. That is until my favorite Spy-Guy, Win has a crazy recollection of the night he was murdered!
His memory leads us to the new tattoo artist in town who just happens to be an ex-nun named Trixie Lavender. Sister Trixie has a gifted tattoo artist for a sidekick who just happens to be a demon straight from the bowels of Hell…
A demon who, coincidentally, is accused of murder, that is!
You know what that means—Stevie and gang to the rescue!